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I’m remarkably organised, for me – Dora and Pugsley both have their birthdays at the end of the month and I’ve already bought and wrapped their presents. Now, i know that some of you have already got your Festive Season buying done already and I daresay you’ve already written cards, but I’m not like that at all, which is why being More Than A Week Early is pretty stupendous, I think.

I still have to buy Pugsley a birthday card, in fact. I have looked but not found anything I both liked and was prepared to pay £2.50 for. All seems to have gone a bit over the top, the price of cards and paper, I think.

Anyway, I’ll be seeing them this weekend and then quite possibly not until their Happy Days, so it seemed prudent to be prepared. Which are also words that are rarely used about or by me.

The Unobservant Eye of Z

Dramatis personae:
My husband, Lovely Tim or LT for short (though he is actually tall).
My late husband, the Sage, aka Russell.
My children: Dearest daughter Weeza, who has London Ways, is married to Phil. Their daughter is Zerlina Buttercup and their son is Augustus Bufo. Elder son - Al X, is married to Dilly. Their children are Squiffany Virgilia, Maximus Pugsley and Hadrian Swallow. Younger son - Ro married to Dora and their two-year-old is Rufus Russell.
Big Sister: Wink. She lives in Wiltshire, 230 miles away, but we're much closer than that.
We live with our cat Eloise, a black tortoiseshell half-Ragdoll.
Bantams live in the garden and cats live in the barns but we feed them and they have ambitions to be pets too. In addition, cows come to visit in the summer. Mostly, they stay in the fields. None of them has got a hoof in the door yet.
There is an annexe to the house, where Roses lives and her beloved, Lawrence, spends a lot of time there. Her son, Boy, lives there too.

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